The bane of my existence

I'm not really sure what the deal is as of late, but I can't buy a good hair cut to save my life. It really is my quest in life (as stated in my profile) to find the perfect hair cut or maybe I need to change that to perfect beautician, or whatever they want to be called. It'll never happen. I've finally opened my eyes to the fact that it will never exist. It seems that I find someone that I think is fantastic and then it's all down hill from there. Is this not true for everyone else? They painstakingly pay an enormous amount of attention to details, ask lots of questions and are so careful when they are finished to instill in your mind that if you get home and it's not working to call them right away and they will take care of it. Fast forward six months and what do you get? No attention to details, no looks in the mirror (so you can see how horrible the back is before you get home), and most definitely not the "let me know if something's not working for you!" You pay them and tip them for a kick in the butt as you walk out the door. I've been going through my mind if it's kosher to call them and just let them know that your hair cut sucks, but you don't want to come back in because you're afraid they'll mess it up even more. (You can't really undo going too short now can you.) And I also really want to tell her that I now know why she gave me this elf'ish style (yah, she really did part my hair around my ears and told me that's how she styled her hair when she had it short and it was "super cute"...in what elf kingdom?) because she cut it too short over the left ear, so there was no hair there anymore! A good three inch difference from the right side to the left. I guess that would explain why there was no checking both sides for symmetry. Or the "let me know if something isn't working for you" comment. I think we should make it socially acceptable to tip for the previous hair cut the next time you go in, then they would realize how they are doing. Or maybe you could make the tip "pending" for a day or two until you really get to see how the cut is. Is that too much to ask? I hate paying and tipping for crap hair cuts. Aaarrrrgghhhh! Can you feel my frustration? Especially when you get it cut right before the holidays thinking you want to have cute hair for pictures and videos and all that entourage, but now I'm feeling like the village idiot with my lopsided hair do. "Your childhood is calling Sandra, they want their hair-do back!"

p.s. I'm still debating whether I want to post a picture or not, so you can all see what I'm talking about.

A tractor came for a visit

...and so did Grandpa and Grandma Summers, Alyssa and Ian (Luke's cousins). You would think that Grandparents and cousins would trump a tractor, but not for Luke. He talked about it all morning before they arrived. He kept saying over and over that "Bompa uhuh trator uhuhuh trayer." (Grandpa bringing tractor on trailer.) He doesn't know how to say the "filler" words in sentences but he knows they are supposed to be there so he just hums and hahs in their place. Brilliant eh? He was excited to play with Grandma, Grandpa and cousins and ride in Bompa's truck (also a passion of his).


We "pay paydough," visited our horse friend Boots and they all had a bath in the big tub, although Ian didn't like the jets on, so he didn't last long. It was a super fun day. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for coming to play and for bringing the tractor, Alyssa and Ian down with you.

Such is my life

So as of late Luke has become fascinated with Sesame Street. It's on when he wakes up from his nap and it keeps him from being grumpy, so we watch it. But I have realized how crazy funny Sesame Street is. It's amazing the celebrities they have on and the parody's they come up with. Like Dancing with Triangles, which was hilarious by the way. Today they had Annie get your Gumbo on. I think one of my favorite ones though (which is not a parody) is Suzie singing "Somebody Come & Play" it just cracks me up the way she sings it. I smile every time. Yah I can't figure out how to embed a video file either (Nicole), unless it's You Tube.

Anyway, as I was searching for the Suzie video I came upon some old time Sesame Street that brought back some fond memories. Did anyone out there have the Sesame Street Disco record? Well I sure did and I even remember opening it on my birthday and I think I was even wearing a Sesame Street t-shirt at the time. As luck would have it, I found Cookie Monster singing "Me Lost Me Cookie at the Disco" which was on my record. April, I know you remember dancing to this one, I probably pulled a groin muscle then too. If you've got the time, it is a bit long...but worth all the memories.



And this is the pure excitement my life is filled with these days. How did I ever grow up in a small town?

p.s. Speaking of small towns, a little bit of a side note here. Can someone please explain to me why it's so hilarious to teenagers to wave to people they don't know? They honk and wave and laugh gleefully as they do it. I remember doing it. But I do also remember that we upgraded as we got older to honking at someone and then we would all wave the opposite direction. That's gotta make 'em feel good eh? Yah, the rebels we were. We'd cruise around in our small town in a friends huge 1960's caprice (or something like that, correct me if I'm wrong Shea.) Anyway, it's just funny to me high school kids are still doing it, what's the mental age anyway of a high school er?

No doubt boo, no doubt

Just for old time sake. Alan and Jerome — das us!

How would one know if one is in the SC (Sanpete County)

It's really quite easy, here's just a few hints for those that have never spent any time here.
1. The drives that happen on a regular basis...down the middle of the road. Yah those are sheep.


2. The ATVs that are used as regular vehicles, even if you're not old enough to drive. They take them to the bank, the store or even church.
3. The birds that live in the Walmart.
4. The girlfriends sitting next to their boyfriends in their pick-up trucks. (A friend gave me this one.)

There may be others that I will not hesitate to add if I find them. The reality sometimes just stares me in the face. But we love it. Kind of.

p.s. Kareen, can you top this lady? Now who's in the prairie eh?